by Junruo Guan
What’s your gender? Woman
How old are you? 21
What’s your race/ethnicity? East Asian
What continent do you live on? Asia
What country and/or city do you live in? China
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
What’s your occupation? Nurse
What’s your current relationship status? Dating casually
Religious affiliation: Atheist
How religious are you? Not at all
What’s your sexual orientation? Mostly heterosexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexuality or sexual identity? Naïve
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 2
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0
Hookup In Spain
How long ago did this hookup happen? 1 year
What was your relationship status at the time? Single
How would you best classify this hookup? Fuck-buddies / Booty call
How long did you know the person before this hookup? For less than a week
Tell us about your PARTNER(S). What did they look like? How well did you know them, had you hooked up before? How/Where did you meet them? How did you feel about them before the hookup? Having joined the University of Burgos as an exchange student, I arrived at that city last September. I was introduced to the rest of foreign students that were going to study here this year; some of them were from China (none of them from my hometown), but still, I felt like I knew no one, lonely and homesick.
Another exchange student, from Korea, recommended me to join the gym nearby as a way to meet other people. I actually work out regularly, so I thought it was a good idea, even though when I got there I was utterly unable to strike up a conversation with anybody, not even with some people I knew from university. I just put on my earphones, kept my head low and did my workout.
Most of the people of the gym were mature Spanish men, some of them pretty hot (I have always felt attracted to mature men), but they didn’t seem to pay any attention to me (I was by far the shortest and skinniest chick in the whole gym). There was one, probably in his early forties, sweating it out on the treadmill (at a pretty impressive speed and for more than half an hour) who didn’t seem self-conscious at all to stare at me when I walked by. He wasn’t the most attractive in the place, but I decided to hang around to see if he approached me when he finished running.
He did approach me, but not before he had finished his whole weights and stretching routine, as if he was interested in me but not so much as to interrupt his plans. And when he came to talk to me, he just asked for my phone number and whether I was free on Friday (I know I’m supposed to play hard-to-get and make him reschedule, but I didn’t want to take any risks); he said he’d text me later, didn’t even say his name, and headed for the shower.
This was a Monday, and he didn’t text me until Thursday. He couldn’t be more straightforward: he asked me where I lived, how many flatmates I had, whether they’d be there on Friday evening. They actually were all going away for the weekend and I didn’t want to be there by myself, so I told him the truth, even though it felt scary (and totally against the house rules) to bring a stranger. Then he asked me what I was going to wear and, as I replied that I wasn’t sure, he gave me very explicit instructions of what he wanted me to put on, my hair, my make-up, etc. To sum up, he wanted me to look like a schoolgirl, pigtails and all.
How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? I was beginning to realize the kind of relationship he wanted, and he was making feel used and stupid, but he was the first and only person that had cared to talk to me in several weeks, so I kind of went along with it, even though I was pretty sure I might end up regretting it.
My suspicions cleared away when, on Friday morning, he wrote me again to remind me “in case he hadn’t mentioned it earlier on”, that he expected me to be completely shaved “for our little date.” I had never shaved down there, so I had to look for a video tutorial and still, it took me quite a long time. Later on, it paid off, but at a price.
When I opened the door and he stood in front of me, I felt so scared to be alone with a man who was about one foot taller than me and probably 200 pounds, twice as much as me. I was trembling and about to beg him to leave when he grabbed my hand and led me to the living room. He sat down on the couch and told me to take my clothes off, slowly but without dancing or strip-teasing. I don’t know why (I probably should have told him no and set up my boundaries at that moment), but I said exactly as he did.
What happened DURING the hookup? What sexual behaviors took place (e.g., oral, vaginal, anal, kinky stuff)? How did you feel during it? How did they behave toward you? Were they a good lover? What did you talk about? How did it end? Once naked, he told me to sit on the couch and started kissing me all over. I wanted to make out (he was a great kisser when he did kiss me), but he was more focused on other parts of my body, especially my breasts. I had never thought that a guy could be interested in my tiny, little-girlie boobies, but he kept on licking them and sucking on my nipples, which really felt wonderful.
He was managing to make me moan with pleasure and he was getting me really wet. When he had asked me to shave, I thought it was just a subjective preference, but when he went down on me, the greedy and fond way he went down on me, I realized it was also for practical reasons. He licked and sucked my lips and then he suckled my clitty, making me whine. I had never felt such pleasure before and he made me cum really, really hard. I looked at my watch and he had arrived less than half an hour ago, and he already had me all drenched up and exhausted.
As I lay down on the couch, he just took his cock out, straddled me and fucked my mouth. I say that he fucked my mouth because it wasn’t like a blowjob: he just pumped his cock in and out until he exploded. He came so much (and I had never done that before) that his cum spilled all over the couch, so I had to spend Saturday morning looking for the appropriate cleaning products and doing my best to leave it spotless.
After squirting in my mouth, he just pulled his pants out and walked out of the door. We had been together for less than one hour and we had exchanged less than ten words. He had given me the strongest orgasm of my life but all I could do is cry.
I was hoping that he’d contact me again over the weekend, but I didn’t hear from him until the next Thursday. I know I shouldn’t have, but I actually wrote him a couple of times and he never replied. When he did contact me, he just plainly asked if I had the apartment for myself on Friday. I said yes and he didn’t even care to reply, he just turned up at more or less the same time as the previous week.
I forgot to dress up as the first time and he really made a fuss about it. From then on, I was to put on my schoolgirl costume unless he said otherwise. Later on, when we were naked, he praised me for having shaved for the occasion and insisted that I kept on doing so every time.
This time our intercourse was a bit more satisfying, both physically and psychologically: he took me to my bedroom and we made out in a very luscious way for a very long time while he explored every inch of my body; my pussy and my panties got completely wet and he made me sit on my desk and penetrated me without even taking off my underwear and without protection.
I first told him that I wasn’t ready to go that far yet, but he just kept on banging me. Then I told him that I had condoms in the drawer (I knew this was coming, so I had bought them myself), but he only asked me whether I was “STD clean.” I told him the truth: that he was the second “partner” I’ve ever had, the first one being my ex-boyfriend with whom I had broken up a long time ago, which meant I hadn’t had sex in more than a year. I also told him that I was worried about getting pregnant, but he just replied that was my problem, not his, that I should go get a “plan B”afterward and get protection for the next time. I really felt that I was being abused, but I didn’t want to ask him to stop for fear of losing him and by that moment, because he was fucking me real good and I didn’t really want him to stop.
Still, the lustful way in which he was fucking me, groping and licking me all over, putting his fingers in my asshole (which I liked, but I found filthy), made me feel dirty and slutty. Also, the physical pleasure he was giving me, realizing how much I liked and enjoyed the awful things he was doing to me, made me feel even dirtier and sluttier, as well as guilty and sinful. So I kept on giving him a reproachful look which didn’t quite match my moaning and gasping with pleasure; this seemed to make him even hornier, which made him fuck me even harder and eventually make me cum so intensely that I had to hold on to him so as not to fall off the desk. A few seconds later, I could feel him squirt inside of me and I tried to give him a disgruntled look to show him how upset that made me, but the feeling of his cum in my pussy felt so good that I had enough with refraining myself from smiling at him or kissing him.
Just like the first time, he just left with the utmost coldness; the only difference is that he stayed a couple more minutes because he told me to suck his cock clean. I did my best to suck him as pleasantly as possible in order to get him hard so that he would stay a bit longer, but he pulled up his pants and I was still on my knees when I heard the door close.
How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very
Did you have an orgasm? Yes, more than one
Did your partner have an orgasm? Yes, multiple
What happened AFTER the hookup? How did you feel about it the next day? What are/were your expectations/hopes for the future with this person? How do you feel about them now?
The same routine went on throughout the whole school year: he would come to my place every Friday, fuck me (mostly on my desk or me riding him while he sat on my chair; those times that we went to bed or the sofa, he always wanted to do it doggy-style), cum inside and leave; we never did talk that much, so I couldn’t tell very much about his personality, but he was actually the only person I got to “know” during my year in Spain.
What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) None, Plan B / Emergency contraception
What were your motives for this hookup? Fun, pleasure, horniness, Attraction to partner(s), Learning new things, experimenting, Hoping or expecting it would lead to something more, Thought it was an important experience to have, To feel better about myself, To feel more desirable, To feel more confident, To cheer myself up, I was feeling lonely, Submission / Relinquishing power, Making new friends, Boredom, Just happened, I don’t know why, just went along with it, It was easy / convenient
How intoxicated were you? A little tipsy/high
What substances did you consume? Alcohol
How intoxicated was your partner? A little tipsy/high
What substances did your partner(s) consume? Alcohol
How wanted was this hookup for you at the time? Somewhat
Did you consent to this hookup at the time? I didn’t give a clear ‘yes’, but I didn’t give a ‘no’
How wanted was this hookup for your partner at the time? I don’t know / I’m not sure
Did your partner(s) consent to this hookup?
To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? Nobody
How would you best summarize people’s reactions about this hookup? I didn’t tell anyone
Did you get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? A little bit
Did your partner get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? Not at all
Do you regret this hookup? A little bit
Why do you regret this hookup? He used me as a sex toy.
What was the BEST thing about this hookup? Awesome sex and lots of orgasms.
Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? Now I’m more open to any kind of sexual relationships, regardless of what others may think.
All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Fairly positive
All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? A little negative
What are your thoughts on casual sex more generally, the role it has played in your life, and/or its role in society? What would you like to see changed in that regard? People, especially women, should be more open-minded and uninhibited with regard to sex.
What do you think about the Casual Sex Project? Great stories.
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